🗝️Detective Ryker Viltarin must uncover dark secrets before he loses not only his heart but also his life.🗝️
You're on your own, far from home
The wind is blowing in the top of the pines
A gloomy sky where the sun never shines
Deep...
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It was a strange situation, far from logic and certainly not his typical way.
But sometimes, the storm took moments like this to change direction. A hand that reached out despite all the danger and reached blindly into the opaque maelstrom. Someone who didn't just look away and walk off, leaving someone else to their fate, but stayed put and decided to be there.
But this was strange and utterly new to him. For six years, he had kept his walls up and never dreamed of allowing his feelings to get the upper hand. Instead of going out or spending his evenings in a bar, he had buried himself up to his neck in work. Sometimes, he had even slept on the uncomfortable chair in his office because it hadn't been worth driving home in the middle of the night. He didn't let the memories catch up with him - because he immersed himself in other people's worries and hardships and covered up his own shadows with them.
This time, it was different.
Suddenly, his world fell apart at the seams, and everything swirled like a snow globe that had been shaken and turned upside down.
His heart pounded in his broad chest as if he had run a marathon. His lips seemed to tingle as he lowered them to the young blonde's, and Eve tasted as sweet as maple syrup. His mind seemed to stick together. Part of him expected her to push him away or recoil, gasping in shock. That would have been understandable.
Instead, she sank toward him, barely noticeably, pulling him deeper into the vortex that threw his whole world into chaos with the stumbling thump in his chest.
Oh God.
A hot tingle ran through him from his lips to his fingertips, chasing away the icy cold, and he... wanted more. Ray couldn't stop his fingers from traveling up her shoulders. Soft hair made waves and tickled the back of his hand, and her pulse fluttered like an excited bird beneath the delicate skin of her neck as his hand slid down her neck to pull her closer. There was no thought but "Eve" and no feeling but longing for more. But just as he opened his mouth to give in to that urge...
... the knocking came between them like a guillotine.
Eve pushed herself against his chest and put distance between them just in time before the little troublemaker stretched through the half-open door, and Eve turned as red as a tomato.
